Love Unspoken

"Do you remember Orion?" The question hung in the air, heavy with expectation.

Quinn nodded in affirmation, her eyes betraying a distant familiarity. As before, she could only remember his visage and name; the rest of her memories about him had faded into oblivion.

"And Getty?" The two words seemed to strike a chord within her.

At the mention of this name, Quinn's demeanor shifted. An instinctive reaction made her retract her hand, her head bowing in silence. Her response spoke volumes. She remembered Getty with crystal clarity, the woman whom Alexander had repeatedly favored over her.

The sudden mention of Getty left Quinn perplexed. She was unsure of Alexander's intentions, for he had never uttered this name in her presence before.

Alexander's gaze was unreadable as he studied her in silence. After what felt like an eternity, he broke the silence, his voice barely above a whisper, "Do you still remember Juliet?"

His eyes never left Quinn's face, keenly observing her every reaction.

Quinn was taken aback. She strained her memory, trying to recall this person, but her mind was a blank canvas. Yet, a faint pang in her heart suggested that this person held some significance. Her subconscious was screaming that this person was important, but she had completely forgotten about them.

"Have you forgotten her?"

Quinn nodded.

In the next moment, Alexander pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her. His hand tenderly caressed her face, his body reeking of smoke. The scent wafted from his sleeve, collar, and shoulder, a harsh reminder of his vice. "What should we do?" he mused aloud, his tone laced with a hint of humor.

Quinn's lips tightened, a wave of panic washing over her. She gestured frantically, "I'll try my best to remember."

Alexander gently held her hand, halting her movements. He leaned in closer, his whisper a soothing balm, "It's okay, you don't have to think about it."

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Quinn blinked, her gaze meeting his. She saw a whirlwind of emotions in his eyes, a complexity she couldn't comprehend. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on her lips before pulling away.

Their proximity was intimate, their breaths mingling in the space between them. Quinn's grip on his collar tightened, her expression taut with tension.

"Be obedient, okay?" His words were a familiar command, and all Quinn could do was nod in agreement.

Alexander's gaze was locked onto her clear eyes. At first glance, they appeared innocent, but a closer look revealed a deep void, as if any thought she harbored would be laid bare for all to see.

He held her fingers, his touch gentle as he played with them. Looking up, he asked, "Do you remember Abigail?"

Quinn nodded, her affirmation met with silence from Alexander.

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She withdrew her hand and gestured, "You haven't eaten yet."

"I have no appetite," he responded curtly.

Quinn shook her head. "Not eating is unhealthy. Please eat something."

His gaze was intense, making Quinn uneasy. She understood his unspoken words but felt a twinge of pain in her leg. However, the moment was fleeting, and the turmoil in his eyes was quickly replaced by his usual calm indifference. Alexander rose to his feet, cradling Quinn in his arms as he walked out.

Quinn looked up at his face, her expression a mix of confusion and recognition. A distant memory resurfaced, of a time when he had held her just like this.

Unfortunately, the memory was too faded, too distant. No matter how hard Quinn tried, she could only recall vague outlines and a white shirt.